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"Elon?!"

Hearing that name, Tyrion's heart trembled. That belonged to the legendary figure in the Death Gate Academy, ranked 1 in the Myth ranking, Elon?

Boom!

There was a violent gale that burst from the sky from far away. A golden light that looked similar to a meteorite was flying over. With several flickering lights, it crossed a distance of over ten feet and appeared in before them.

The moment that golden light figure took action, the golden war spear emitted a buzzing sound as it flew back and was held firmly by a huge hand.

Tyrion also turned his head around at this moment, and looked towards that direction. The golden light slowly dissipated and a black-clothed youth appeared in his line-of-sight. His black hair was draped over his shoulders. His face was resolute, his eyes looked quiet, like a deep Lake. An appearance that looked as though he wouldn't be shaken, even if the sky fell.

He held onto the golden war spear as he stood on the sky. A disdainful energy ripple was spreading out that caused others unable to neglect it.

"It really is the Core Student, Elon."

The moment Michael saw that figure, a flame blazed in his eyes. He spoke with joy, and was ignoring the pain that was inflicted on his body.

Aelira and the rest were slightly relieved with a feeling that they had just escaped a calamity. Who could have thought that Elon, who was rarely seen, would appear here?

The youth that was holding onto the golden war spear raised his head and a faint smile appeared on his firm face.

"Neviar, if you want to fight, then I'll accompany you. Why trouble my juniors?"

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Up in the mirror-clear sky, a youth stood, wielding a golden war spear. His fighting figure flashed through his eyes and he carried himself with a dazzling air that attracted everyone's attention.

Tyrion also looked at him in surprise. He'd heard about this number one from the moment he entered the Death Gate Academy. As far as the student body was concerned, he was, perhaps, the only one who could become the undisputed overlord.

His place as the first of the Myth rankings was unshakable.

Tyrion never imagined that the rarely-seen first in the Myth rankings would make an appearance here.

Neviar watched Elon from a short distance away, with his hand tightly wrapped around the dragon-scaled longsword. Then, he smiled. "You've been chasing me for two months now. Aren't you tired yet?"

"I accepted your bounty mission. How could I return without your head?" Elon smiled back. His golden spear trembled slightly.

"You can't kill me."

Neviar shook his head and lazily replied, "You're formidable, but not even the Alliance elite team could kill me. There's no way you could accomplish it all by yourself."

"At the very least, if I keep chasing you, then you won't be able to kill more students of the Death Gate Academy."

Elon smiled as a light flashed across his eyes, "Furthermore, I'm good at finding opportunities. The moment you slip, you might find your life belonging to me."

Neviar narrowed his eyes and the demonic dragon on his forehead writhed even more viciously. He gripped his longsword and lightly said, "Well if you put it that way, then, wouldn't it be better for me to kill you, so you won't cause me any more trouble?"

"If you've finally thought it through, then come and fight me." Elon challenged as he pointed his golden spear towards Neviar. His eyes overflowed with his fighting spirit.

Neviar coldly stared at Elon. A forest of blade lights slowly took shape around him, until even the space around him seemed like it'd been sliced into ribbons.
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The spear in Elon's hand trembled and surged with a golden energy. His body flared with a brilliant light, as if he'd turned into a golden sun. His fighting intent soared, as if he was a god of war.

"If you treat me like that moron Yu Yuan, then you're going to get the worst of it."

Neviar lightly smiled as a sword-sharp look filled his eyes. He took a step forward and the longsword slightly shook. That instant was filled with the sounds of swords cutting through air. An ashen-grey light rose from behind him and turned into an earth-shattering quantity of sword images.

Each sword image looked genuine, and his sword energy ripple surged into the skies, as if it could tear the sky apart.

"Dragon Scaled Sword Art, Sky Shattering Myriad Sword!"

"RUMBLE!!!"

The longsword whistled through the air, raising another wave of sword images that rained down on Elon in an astonishing display.

Tyrion's expression was grave as he watched the terrifying attacks. Neviar was powerful, indeed. Tyrion guessed that he'd probably already reached the Peak Fiendgod Stage.

His talent must be monstrous to reach the Peak Fiendgod Stage at such a young age. But since Tyrion came to this world, such monstrous talents were in no short supply.

Even though Neviar was his opponent, Tyrion couldn't help sighing in admiration. From the looks of it, Tyrion was only four or five years older; however, Tyrion was still speechless at his strength. No wonder he was the number 2 on the Death Gate Academy's Bounty Board.

Elon raised his head, and the myriad of swords were reflected in his pupils. He tightened his grip on the Imperial Wargod Overlord Spear, which flickered with golden light. Then, his arm trembled and the spear thrust forward.

"Imperial Steller Rain!"

"RUMBLE!!!"!

A golden light flickered as a golden lotus bloomed on the tip of his spear, expanding until it was a half a kilometers wide.

Shhhuuuuuu! Shhhhuuu!

The golden lotus slowly revolved as it blossomed, before it burst into thousands of individual petals, all bathed with golden light.

That golden light filled the skies and shattered the spectacular golden rain. Its beauty contained deadly power.

Boom! Boooom!

The shattered lotus petals gathered again and formed a single golden pillar. The column streaked across the horizon and crashed down on the sword images. In that instant, everything between heaven and earth trembled from the collision.